Heart grabbing contract: BOSS stay safe

Chapter 372 He cooks himself 2
Yan Yifeng smiled handsomely, "Don't quibble, you just fell in love with me!"

"..." This narcissist, she didn't bother to talk to him.

Pushing open the door, he walked out, and after a while, Bo An entered the kitchen with two bags.

Jie Yiyi followed in suspiciously, it turned out that Yan Yifeng thought that there were not enough materials and asked Bo An to send the materials.

Seafood, meat, all complete.

Seeing Yan Yifeng cooking in person, Bo An immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Mr. Yan, these things may stain your clothes, I'll call Mama Feng to come over."

After glaring at him, Yan Yifeng said displeasedly, "Many things! Go do what you should do!"

When Yan Yifeng spoke, Bo An did not dare to resist, but obeyed.

His eyes swept over Jie Yiyi's body, and he exited the room.

Yan Yifeng turned his head and continued to chop vegetables.

He cleaned the meat and put the ingredients into the pot with skillful movements. After a while, the smell of thick soup came out.

Usually, he had tortured her, and he would order Mother Feng to make her a tonic soup.

Recalling that time, he fed her soup with his mouth.

Looking at his busy back again, I couldn't help but feel a little warmth in my heart.

But this kind of him... made her even more confused and couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

To be honest, she really wanted to secretly dig into his heart to take a look when he wasn't paying attention...

See if his heart is dark, see if his heart beats for her...

After confirming, she will no longer be deceived or moved by his every move.

The shoulder was pinched hard, and Yan Yifeng's cold voice landed on top of her head, "Jie Yiyi, are you secretly scolding me?"

Is he a fairy?How did she know she was scolding him?

Frowning, he pushed his hand away, "Yan Yifeng, will you die if you don't force yourself?"

Yan Yifeng let go of her, handed her a bowl of soup, watched her say, "Try it?"

"What? Afraid I'll poison you to death?" Seeing that she refused to answer, Yan Yifeng questioned.

Glaring at him, he took it.

This taste is much more fragrant than before, and it doesn't look so bad.

She took a sip, it didn't have the bitterness as she imagined, but a sweet taste spread from her mouth.

He lowered his head and took another sip. When he swallowed, a warm current rushed straight into his heart...

My heart, which had been sluggish all the time, was warmed up by a bowl of soup he made.

She raised her clear eyes and looked at Yan Yifeng.

Today's him is eye-opening.

"Delicious?"

If I have to be honest.

She will not be stingy in her evaluation of him.

I don't know if it's a psychological problem, or... I always have a vague feeling that it tastes better than Feng Ma's boiled...

But she concealed her emotions and responded flatly, "Normal."

After being hit hard on the top of the head, Yan Yifeng said mockingly, "Duplicate woman."

If it is delicious, he will definitely be proud of it.

Touching her head, plates of tempting dishes were placed in front of her.

They are all famous hotel dishes that she can't name.

Glancing at him, she couldn't help but say, "Yan Yifeng, when did you learn to cook?"

A light flashed across Yan Yifeng's face, "Just now."

"Huh?" She looked at him suspiciously.

"When I came here just now, I flipped through the menu."

She picked up the chopsticks at the side and took a sip. The sweet and sour fish tasted very delicious and had a very good taste.

She stared at him coldly, "Are you lying to a ghost?"

He can make such delicious dishes just by taking a look, so how can he embarrass those chefs who have studied for five or six years before becoming chefs?
"You question me?"

(End of this chapter)